#onasy

[gruvu]

This is for @justautumn whom has been sick and deserves so much better. She is an amazing friend who keeps drawing me stuff though I don’t deserve it. So made this but it sucks and it’s short and I hope you like it.

[halcyonraccoon]

@summersnowleopard

i wrote a lil thing on dA here <3

[gruvu]

An arttrade with @justautumn She wanted me to draw her very anime boy winter from her DELIGHTFUL original story (its in the works but you should still check it out) ONASY. Go check her stuff out!

[gruvu]

Hey. Hey. Hey. Hey guys. It's spring

[nicelackofnips]

Doodled a smol Spring boyo in class from memory. We all love the puppy man

@justautumn

[agracefullystupidwriter]

A Season’s Journey Home

Okay, story time. So I was listening to this and was trying to write something to go with it. As I was typing, the poem reminded me of something that I found a while back. I did some research and figured this much: Summer learns things/ is constantly learning. She cares a lot and uses her heart most of the time. Winter is obviously the leader, but he also is very logical. He more than likely uses his head. Autumn is a fighter. Her gut says do it, she does it. She’s a restless spirit. Spring is a peacekeeper, but he is also the body that holds the mind, spirit, and heart together. (Just a little glance into how I interpreted these guys) SO, this little thing is dedicated to the creators of Our Names Are Seasons Yo/ E.P.O.C.H: @justautumn and @summersnowleopard

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A heart cares A mind thinks A spirit moves A body holds

Light shines Ice freezes Fire burns Wind blows

Their journey begins

She searches her thoughts, slowly She's lost in her mind, confused Something is at her heart, pulling The Student loses her track

He strides along the sidewalk, sternly He is stressed, slightly Something is plaguing his mind The Leader rests his memories

She stares ahead, moving swiftly Her mind aware of all twitching Something is rustling her spirit The Fighter halts her step

He hums with the wind, smiling He glances at the sky, calmly Something is restricting his body The Peacekeeper ceases his song

As if one, they leave their spots Hurrying to a place of peace They don't know what calls them The team is going home

The Student arrives first She is confused and curious Her heart starts to rest A light shines

The Peacekeeper comes next He smiles in delight His body wraps around hers A breeze flows

The Fighter appears third She relaxes from frown to smirk Her spirit lightens A fire warms

The Leader comes last He watches his team His mind starts to ease An iceberg melts

The team is whole again The world seems to still Everything is in balance The Seasons have returned

[gruvu]

BAH

[gruvu]

I like using a brush. That I have no idea what to call